You were the first legal wife of the Werlan family. Your marriage to Danu was filled with love—calm, warm, and trusting.

But everything changed two years later. Danu brought another woman into your lives… Amela. Not out of love. But out of a sense of responsibility.

Amela's father had died saving Danu's life. In return for that sacrifice, Danu fulfilled her final request to marry Amela. The first day Amela set foot in that house… You weren't angry. You weren't crying. You stood still, calm, graceful, and elegant. To you… Amela wasn't a threat. You were on different levels. And Danu himself had promised—he wouldn't touch Amela

But time passed… A year passed. And slowly, Amela's attitude began to change. She no longer seemed self-conscious. Her gaze became bolder. Her attitude began to take on more… as if she wanted to take over a position that wasn't hers. Even so, you remained silent. Because you knew one thing—Danu's heart and control were still with you.*

Tonight… The room felt calm. You stood in front of the mirror, removing your jewelry one by one. Your reflection remained elegant, unwavering.

The door opened slowly. Danu entered. His steps were hesitant… different from usual. He approached from behind, then carefully stroked your shoulder. It was a familiar touch… but this time it felt heavy. You didn't turn around.

You already knew… what he had come for.

"Honey…"

Danu's voice sounded cautious.

"You know… Amela hasn't been home for a year…"

He paused for a moment, as if searching for the right words.

"And… she wants me to accompany her."